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Home is where one starts from. Irregardless of how long I have been away, there is always a part of me seeking good Swiss cheese and bread. Yes, my father was a baker. Up in the mountains where I spent my summers as goat peter, there is my memory of childhood, of all things possible. Perhaps it is the yearning for home that I find a need to capture these memories again, the echoes which I feel, no matter where I go.

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